Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Moldova and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Rakim to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All Shoche tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camouflage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Age Steppers,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Motions,
JFA,
Derrick May,
Tears for Fears,
Johnny Clarke,
Au Pairs,
World's Most,
The Neon Judgement,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ice-T,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bootsy Collins,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Mummies,
Morten Harket,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Whodini,
Alison Limerick,
48th St. Collective,
Intrusion,
Matthew Halsall,
Brothers Johnson,
Accadde A,
Lower 48,
Masters at Work,
Inner City,
The Knickerbockers,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Deadbeat,
Bobby Byrd,
LL Cool J,
Saccharine Trust,
Roxy Music,
X-Ray Spex,
R.M.O.,
The Red Krayola,
Kas Product,
Groovy Waters,
The Happenings,
Animal Collective,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Donald Byrd,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Marine Girls,
Arab on Radar,
Sixth Finger,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Associates,
Organ,
Gong,
Jacques Brel,
The Modern Lovers,
PIL,
The Gap Band,
Visage,
Ludus,
The Blues Magoos,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ohio Players,
Franke, Franke, Franke, Franke.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.